Chapter 142 The ghost father who protects his daughter (27)

It was as if he was afraid that Zhang Yule would not follow.

Zhang Yule was carrying his schoolbag and looking at the figure in front of him whom he had watched for more than ten years, his heart finally became cold.

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"Lele is here, come in quickly, your mother specially made a lot of delicious food today."

"Lele, we did something wrong before, and today we are here to apologize."

When Zhang Yule followed Yang Mei'e to Qian's house, Qian Qiangping and Qian Jie seemed to be waiting for her. When they saw her, their eyes sparkled and their attitudes were very enthusiastic.

Zhang Yule felt colder and colder when he looked at the smiling faces.

There were seven or eight dishes on the dining table. It was the most sumptuous meal in history. It had indeed been cooked not long ago, and some of it was still smelling hot and fragrant.

However, who knew that this seemingly elaborate dinner was actually the Hongmen Banquet.

"Lele, come on, sit down, let's eat together."

Zhang Yule was invited to sit down. No matter how enthusiastic their attitude was, their expressions were always calm.

In addition to Zhang Yule, standing next to Yang Mei'e and others who could not see it was Zhang Yuanxiao.

Zhang Yuanxiao looked at Yang Mei'e and the others with a cold look on his face.

He looked at the dishes on the table again, a flash of red light flashed across his eyes, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Lele, some of the dishes here have problems and some are not. Just follow what dad said and eat the dishes that are not problematic."

Zhang Yule listened to her father's words, but her heart became colder and colder. The seven or eight dishes, including the ones that were drugged, were all her favorite dishes. However, Yang Mei'e rarely cooked these dishes, and Yang Mei'e usually cooked them herself.

Or what the Qian family and his son like.

But today, she actually cooked so many dishes that she likes. Should she say that it is difficult for Yang Mei'e to remember what dishes her daughter likes? Or should she say that her mother has "good intentions".

"Lele, eat quickly, the food will be cold by the time it's served."

"good."

Since you want me to eat so much, then I will eat. It’s just up to me to decide what to eat.

So, Yang Mei'e and the other three, who just picked up their bowls and pretended to eat, took a bite of their meal and looked at Zhang Yule.

They thought they were hiding it well, but they didn't know how burning their eyes were.

But when they looked at the dishes Zhang Yule picked up, they frowned.

Several people even winked and winked.

[Don’t you tell me that Lele likes to eat these dishes? Why didn’t she eat any of them?]

[She just likes those dishes. I clearly remember them. I can’t be mistaken.]

[Then why didn’t she eat? If she didn’t eat, what should we do next?]

Yang Mei'e's face didn't look very good.

What's wrong with this damn girl? She doesn't like those dishes? But before Zhang Yuanxiao died, he often bought these dishes. When she complained before, Zhang Yuanxiao said that these dishes were his daughter's favorite dishes. Why don't you eat them now?

Already.

Did she know there was something wrong with these dishes?

No, it's impossible. Only the three of them know about this matter. Zhang Yule is not at home, so how could he know about it.

Secretly anxious, Yang Mei'e picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it into Zhang Yule's bowl. She smiled and said: "Lele, I heard your father say before that you like to eat sweet and sour pork ribs the most. Why don't you eat it today?"

Eat, come here, mom will give it to you."

Seeing that the piece of sweet and sour pork ribs was about to go into Zhang Yule's bowl, Zhang Yule moved the bowl away calmly.

"Mom, we have lived together for so long, don't you know that I don't like other people's food?"

Only then did Yang Mei'e remember that Zhang Yule had a little germaphobia and didn't like others serving her food. In the past, when Zhang Yuanxiao was here, Zhang Yule would use shared chopsticks to serve her food.

Yang Mei'e once complained about this, but Zhang Yuanxiao didn't change it.

Later, when she remarried to the Qian family, Yang Mei'e did not indulge Zhang Yule and thought she was being pretentious, so she never used serving chopsticks again.

And now, the chopsticks that Yang Mei'e used to pick up the ribs were the same chopsticks that she had just put into her mouth.

Unexpectedly, he was disliked by this dead girl.

Yang Mei'e immediately smiled and said, "Yes, I forgot. How about I get the chopsticks for you?"

Zhang Yule looked calm and said, "No, I'm not used to others picking up food for me. Everyone can eat their own. Besides, I don't like to eat sweet and sour pork ribs anymore."

In fact, Zhang Yule lied. She still likes sweet and sour pork ribs, but she doesn't like this "poisonous" pork ribs.

"No, since Mom has already picked up this piece of ribs, why don't you eat it yourself." Zhang Yule looked at Yang Mei'e, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to have a kind smile, but Yang Mei'e felt dazzled no matter how he looked at it.

These ribs were filled with ingredients, how could she eat them, and she was still pregnant with the child.

It was precisely because she was pregnant with her son that Yang Mei'e had a cold with a fever of 39 degrees. She was unwilling to take medicine. In the end, she relied on drinking more hot water and cold compresses to survive for several days.

I dare not take cold medicine, let alone pork ribs with added ingredients.

Yang Mei'e immediately smiled and said, "Since you don't like it, I'll give this piece of ribs to Uncle Qian."

With that said, the piece of ribs was put into Qian Qiangping's bowl.

Qian Qiangping was stunned and stared at Yang Mei'e.

Yang Mei'e quietly pointed to her belly.

It was not good for the child if she ate it, so she had to force her to eat it. Anyway, although there were added ingredients, it was just one piece. As long as she didn’t eat more, it would be fine. Besides, what if she ate too much? Just wait and eat him.

Wouldn't it be possible to perform better?

Qian Qiangping understood the meaning of Yang Mei'e's gesture, and finally had no choice but to eat the piece of ribs.

Later, Yang Mei'e and Qian Qiangping, father and son, kept fooling Zhang Yule into eating those dishes, but Zhang Yule didn't eat any of them.

Zhang Yule didn't eat it, and Yang Mei'e and the others knew it was a questionable dish, and they didn't know how to eat it, so they left a few dishes that looked very delicious.

"Don't you like eating these dishes? I've never seen you try them?" Zhang Yule asked pretending to be confused.

Yang Mei'e's heart skipped a beat, and she barely curled her lips and said, "Yes, I thought you would like to eat these dishes, so I prepared them specially for you. I didn't expect you don't like them now. We, we are actually more

Like to eat other dishes.”

"Yes, yes." Qian Qiangping and his son hurriedly agreed.

Zhang Yule sneered in his heart.

Just seeing that the meal was about to be finished, Zhang Yule hadn't even touched a bite of the dishes, Yang Mei'e and others were worried.

Wink at each other.

Zhang Yule could see all their little moves out of the corner of his eye, but there was no reaction on his face.

After a while, she put down the dishes and chopsticks.

"After eating, it's time for me to leave. Mom, didn't you say you want to return the money to me and my grandparents? Otherwise, you can transfer it to me now." With that, Zhang Yule took out his mobile phone.

"I have applied for a bank card, you can just transfer it directly from your bank card to mine."
Chapter completed!